And then it happened.
We ACTUALLY ENTERED ESCROW ON THE DREAM HOUSE. The short sale (oh, the irony of that term) has come through.
Now, as any good superstitious nutjob will tell you (and I am one), it’s still not TECHNICALLY over. But since we already know this house ain’t no cherry (although it may fool in pictures), we’re ready to share some photos with you. The likelihood of us learning anything worse in the inspections than we already learned from the seller’s disclosures is — KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK ON WOOD — probably not likely. So here goes…
We’ve been house hunting for about nine months now, and we’ve seen a lot of houses… Several AFTER the seller approved our offer on this one, actually. Several that we offered on, even after we knew this short sale was in the works. But none of them came through, and we were always relieved. We didn’t actually try that hard, because we knew this house would be ours eventually. We wanted it to be, with its bad foundation, outdated sewer lateral, aging roof, and depressing pest report. We asked for ridiculous concessions to help pay to fix all that. We had to wait through approval from the seller’s TWO mortgage holders, making the process doubly ridiculous. But we knew they were going to give it to us.
This was not like the eleventy jillion other East Bay houses we saw. Almost a hundred years old, perched there on a cracked foundation on the sunniest hillside in Oakland, on 6,000 square feet of terraced yard for Sammypants, with a converted open floorplan on the main floor and a view overlooking the entire Bay Area — this was a house for the Temples. The daughter of an engineer/granddaughter of a residential contractor + the son of a real estate agent/stepson of a commercial contractor. Two artists, two do-ers, two project people, one dog who needs a doggy door.
Welcome to Casa Temple — the two-story edition. Continue reading